Jeromo's claim

Raising his head slightly listening to the sound of the birds as they chirped. He sure liked that sound it just showed that he was still alive. It was something he'd like to wake up to every morning, to birds Chirping. As odd as it sounded he liked to be up and about early. Some how it made him feel calm and collected, and just feel plainly great. Quite aware what was happening, entering a unknown place. He knew a stallion could quite possibly get made at him, For what to blame? Himself of course he thought Bitterly to himself. No, he remembered not all stags were evil, like him. Mares would be actually happy around him. They would come to running him every time he entered the Terra in glee. This was what he wanted no one could stop him.
No One he knew of at least. No someone would be more
careful about they wanted, He reared to stake his
claim. " I claim this land as my own."

(No Muse)